“Not hundreds! But until I met you, I had no wish to marry anyone.”
“I still cannot believe it,” sighed Adela in a rapt little voice. “When I am married to you, Step-mama can exert no control over me.”
“None at all and that is why we must get married immediately.”
He realised that, because she was very astute, she was wondering how it would be possible.
Then he told her softly,
“I have acquired a Special Licence and all I have to do is to alter the names on it.”
“Will that be legal?”
“I think so and it is doubtful if any parson will ask questions.”
“So we really can be married?” cried Adela. “But how and where? I have no proper clothes.”
“We have a great deal to do,” admitted Michael. “I am planning it all out in my mind and for the moment you will have to trust me.”
“Of course I
